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Things no one knows about me
Things no one knows about me Shhhhh, I hope you can keep a secret or two. I'm going to trust you on this. It's just between the two of us. My Banana Ritual at Breakfast As I make my breakfast in the morning, I enjoy peeling my banana in four longpeel, pulling down each strip in anticipation of what is to cum. I do it slowly as I reveal the white fleshy length of the fruit hidden inside. I admire it as I slide it into my mouth, allowing it to rest on my lower lip as my tongue flickers and wraps around the tip. My lips smile as they close around the tip, pulling back until the tip of the banana is just resting between my lips. Then I open my mouth as I engulf the entire fruit, wrapping my lips firmly around its girth before dragging my lips along its length. I smile imaging this is a cock and the woman who's boyfriend I am sucking is watching in admiration. I breathe in, low and deep into my belly, in through my nose as I again open my lips and see how far down on the banana I can go. Will it be as far as yesterday? As last week? The tip<b> touches </font></b>the back of my throat as I once again tighten my lips around its base and draw them back. This time I imagine two well shaved balls touching my chin, balls I can wash with my saliva and we tongue. I imagine taking each one into my mouth as I enjoy the feeling of the two soft glans before I return my attention to the cock that is the banana before me. I lick the banana from base to tip before opening wide and letting it slide down to the back of my throat. I pump it with my lips, careful to not break it off but to be gentle and let my lips and tongue slide along it. I feel my own hardness arise in my own cock, feeling the blood fill it and feeling it lengthen as I continue to suck and fondle my make believe penis while stroking my own. When I am finished with the banana I reverently slice it on top of my yogurt, halfway imaging that to be the cum I have coaxed from the cock still resting in my hand. My Fondling Masturbation When I masturbate I do so much more than simply stroke myself. When I can I lay on my back and gently fondle my shaved balls. I smile to myself as I imagine someone, you perhaps, playing with my balls and that oh so sensitive spot just beneath them. I know it is still my hand and fingers, but I imagine them to be yours stroking and massaging my cock, my balls, and even the inner part of my thighs. It is no longer my own fingers that pinch and pull my nipples, but yours as well as your lips and tongue that lick and pinch them to an erection of their own. I imagine your fingers exploring as I stroke, my penis, my balls, my thighs and then to parts unknown. Perhaps it's a finger that slides down to my ass, not entering but massaging that oh so sensitive pucker around it. You middle finger takes a drop of precum from the very tip of my cock to use as lube to highten the sensitivity of my ass. I arch my cheeks upward to give you greater access but also to allow me to watch as you slide your fingers around my cock, around the tip, around my balls until your hand disappears and I feel it as you gently massage my anus. As I continue to stroke myself, feeling all those parts your hand would touch I feel myself rise to our pleasure until you push into me creating that all too familiar rush of cum as it releases onto my chest in long white strands, some even landing on my face if my hips are high enough. I laugh to myself, my hand covered in cum as I lower my fingers to my lips and taste my own surprise... |
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